As I sprinted across the room, my heart pounding in my chest, my eyes caught sight of a motionless figure lying beside the couch. My feet skidded to a halt beside him, and I crouched down to get a closer look. His hands were black, and I could feel the panic rising within me as I shook him, desperate for any sign of life. "Moses, are you okay?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear. But he remained still, unresponsive.With a deep breath, I reached out to check his breathing, my fingers hovering tentatively over his chest. Relief washed over me as I felt the gentle rise and fall of his chest, but his breathing was labored and ragged. I couldn't help but wonder if he was caught in the throes of a nightmare.I knew I had to act fast, but I was on my own. Brendon was nowhere to be found, and I couldn't risk waiting any longer. With a determined look on my face, I summoned all the strength I had and delivered a powerful blow to his chest. Moses jolted awake, gasping for air and clutching
JOHN POVWith a sense of anger In me, I punched him once more, aiming for his nose. He stumbled backwards, and I used the opportunity to throw him to the ground. He began to laugh, a devilish sound that echoed around the alleyway."Woman, you and I both know that you can't escape from me," he spat, his eyes filled with anger. "Even this stranger can't save you from me!"I took the lady's hand and led her away from him, her body trembling with fear. She glanced back at him frequently, watching his every move.I didn't turn back or leave her behind. I knew what could happen if I did.As we distanced ourselves from the scene, she removed her hand from mine."Thank you, Mister," she said, bowing her head. She folded her palms on her lap, still shaking uncontrollably.I placed my hand on her shoulder, trying to offer some comfort. "Don't worry, you'll be alright," I reassured her. "My name is John. May I ask yours?"She wiped away her tears and managed a small smile. "My name is Lisa," she
His heavy breathing filled the kitchen as his eyes bore into mine. Fear crept into my bones, a chill running down my spine. Suddenly, he stormed out of the kitchen, leaving me and Stella in a state of shock."Don't worry, ma'am. I'll take care of it," Stella said, her voice shaking slightly. I nodded, my mouth agape as she swept away the spilled salt and retrieved a new container."Do you know who he is?" Stella asked, her brow furrowed in confusion."I have no idea," I replied, my voice trembling with fear. "Why was he so angry with me? Did he have a nightmare?"Stella sighed, her eyes darting around the room. "It's possible," she said. "But it could also be Alpha Brendon's doing. I was scared, to be honest."Her words sent a shiver down my spine. "You're right. Maybe Brendon was involved. Let me go see him," I said, determined to get to the bottom of this.As I made my way to Brendon's room, my mind raced with thoughts of what had just happened. But as I approached his door, a sudde
Brendon seethed with anger, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. Mike glared at him in disdain, while John and Moses stood at the back of Brendon, ready for whatever might happen next. As they faced off, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger myself. I shrugged off my initial hesitation and strode forward, my own fists balled up in fury.Without warning, Mike turned his attention to me. "It seems my guess was right," he sneered. "You're his Luna, and you were the one at my wedding anniversary. Tell me, Victoria, how pained were you when you saw us together? Did it hurt?" His devilish smile only served to fuel my rage, and I stood there with a face as straight as a poker.How dare he say those stupid words to me? I didn't give him an answer, but he didn't seem to care. He sauntered over to me, running his fingers around my face in a way that made my skin crawl.I grabbed his hands and twisted them, causing him to groan in pain. He clearly wasn't expecting my sudden attack. I hel
"Victoria," he said, his voice laced with frustration and anger as he met my gaze, "you're asking me to do the impossible. I can't comply with your request, and if you're not careful, you'll find yourself banned from this company. This is none of your business." His eyes, clouded with rage, darted towards the window as he tightly clutched his coffee mug.I stood my ground, refusing to back down. "I'll stay right here until you call security," I replied, determined to get the truth out of him. "If you want me to trust you, then you need to tell me what you're hiding. It's becoming more and more interesting that it has something to do with Mike. There's obviously some connection, and you seem to be unaware that I don't like to see you like this."But before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted me. He threw his coffee cup to the floor with a loud crash, and stormed towards me, grabbing my arms with a vice-like grip. I struggled to break free, but his hold was too strong. Then, in a
VICTORIA'S POVI watched as Brendon's frustration boiled over, his body language screaming his discontent. He strode towards Ralph, his shoulder colliding with Ralph's in a forceful gesture. With a loud slam, Brendon stormed out of the office, leaving the door shaking in his wake.Turning to Ralph, I saw him smirking, his eyes glinting with malice. He sauntered towards me, his words dripping with disdain. "Look at you, Victoria. You have no idea who your mate is, do you? Your life is pitiful."I bristled at his words, my own grin spreading across my face. "I may not know who my mate is, but I know he's not a lowlife like you," I retorted.Ralph raised an eyebrow, his hand reaching out to touch my face. I flinched away, disgusted by his touch. "You've grown up so much, my dear. Do you know how special you are to me?" he asked, his voice dripping with false sweetness.I scoffed at his words, rolling my eyes. "Of course, Mr. Ralph," I said sarcastically.He grinned, his eyes lighting up.
VICTORIA'S POV.The possibility that Josephine, my sister, was somehow involved with that evil man was too unsettling to ignore. It's as if my mind was restless, unable to keep still under the weight of my thoughts.Instead of wasting time, I decided to dedicate myself to verifying the financial statements of the company. I began meticulously comparing the transactions to the physical documents in front of me, eager to ensure everything was in order.Cracking my ankles, I began to pace restlessly around the office, my concentration fading by the minute. Realizing this, I stood up and strode outside, heading to the nearest restaurant. As I left the company, I scanned the entire area anxiously for any insight into Brendon and his whereabouts, but they seemed to be nowhere in sight.The stares I received from all the staff were unnerving like they have seen a ghost. Was there something wrong with how I looked, oh, the dead daughter is back, Alpha Ralph's daughter. But wait... Did I resem
My frustration bubbled up inside me, turning into seething anger. The plan taking shape in my mind would surely ruin them, paying them back for the pain they caused. Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered Tiffany's hurtful words, insulting me and crossing all boundaries by calling my dead unborn child a bastard - without a hint of shame or regret for the misery she caused me in the past. Even her husband's lack of shame infuriated me. I was a fool to think I could take this lightly. I hailed a taxi and headed straight home, sniffling and wiping away the tears. Then I thought of Brendon and wondered how he was doing, what was going through his mind. I entered my room in a daze and stepped into the shower. When I emerged, the maid had already prepared dinner. I was still too downhearted to even talk to her, so I just picked up Brendon's plate and went to his room to give it to him. I knocked twice on his door before he finally opened it.Brendon flung the door open with an ic